Scarlet Line (Vampire Diaries Fanfic)

Chapter Sixteen

Bonnie guided me into the house, I wasn't going to lie, that place was creepy as hell. Cob webs were hanging from the cielings, or what was left of the cielings. The house was rickety and old, floor boards were missing along with boards from the ceiling. I sighed gently as Bonnie stopped walking in a room that had large windows opening up sun rays, the curtains were ripped and torn up, I pulled a lock of hair behind my ear and stared at Bonnie anxiously. "Bonnie, why the hell did you bring me here?" I asked, "my nerves are running wild..." I brand my hands to the back of my neck digging my nails into my skin.

"It's your spirit, the pure fighting against the dark... This spot is where one hundred witches were killed over one hundred and forty five years ago... They're trying to help your witch side, but the demon in you is simply to powerful." Bonnie explained, her and her witchyness.

"So why are we here?" I asked putting my hand on my hip. To be honest, I wasn't in the mood for any of this. Damon was driving me up the wall, and he clearly showed he never gave a damn about me. and it did hurt. Because what ever the hell I felt towards him was driving my every move. I looked around the room and the white candles caught my eye, they were all over the place. A jumped lightly as the candle I had my eye on lit, damn Bonnie. I glanced at her and rose an eyebrow noting all the candles were lit, the flame high from the candle.

"Scarlette..." Bonnie muttered watching me.

"What?" I snapped at her.

"You're doing that." She stated.

"No I'm not. I would be able to tell if I were doing it or not, Bonnie..." The flames shoot higher and they startled me, was my magic growing from my anger towards Damon? "Okay.. Maybe I am..." I whispered and moved closer towards Bonnie, I wasn't feeling comfortable in my own skin. Suddenly the flames were gone, I let out a long sigh and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Okay, lay down." Bonnie advised, I didn't object because I took Bonnie's word on the fact that I am dangerous. I laid down and rested my head on the floor. Bonnie sat on her knees at my feet and sighed. "Okay.. Don't say a word." She muttered before closing her eyes muttering a spell. My eyes closed and I allowed my head to fall sideway, what seemed like seconds later, I opened my eyes. A woman's face was I n my gaze and I barely recognized her. But I did. She hadn't changed a bit...

"Scarlette... My Scarlette." She whispered softly, I slowly sat up and looked around. I was still in the house with Bonnie, but Bonnie was still saying he spell. Her eyes were closed and her hands on her lap as her lips moved and the words flew out of her mouth.

I stood up and watched Bonnie, "can she here us?" The words left my mouth in a whisper and I choked back my gape.

"No... How do you think I'm here darling?" She smiled at me and I shook my head.

"Mom... I don't understand..." I choked out to my mother, or my mother's spirit.

"Honey, you never will... Not until you allow the emotions in..." Her words confused me even more, I turned to her and shook my head.

"What!? What the hell do you mean?!"

"Your friend Bonnie has it right... Yet wrong. You're blocking out emotions that your witch side is trying to push through..."

"I have no emotions that I'm hiding, mum... Everything is do damn jumbled! There's my feelings towards Klaus and that mess.. And then there's Damon! He shows one thing and then Elena walks in the room and he can't be bothered! Mum i don't want to be alone anymore!" I cried and covered my face as the tears spilled from my eyes.

"What do you feel about Damon?"

"I don't know! That's the thing! I don't freaking know anymore! He makes me mad! He makes me smile, sometimes I want to rip his head off and others, I just want to kiss him!"

"Love, Scarlette."

The words that left my mothers mouth make the tears stop, I looked at her and realized; she was right. Every emotion, every thought, every single time I've been with Damon. That emotion bubbling inside me, may have been triggered by anger or rage... But it was love.

I gasped softly and swung up from laying down, my eyes met Bonnie's and she stared at me. "You okay?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

I nodded, I felt great. The grief and pain that had been corrupting my chest was gone. "Yeah.., I'm fine..." I whispered and glanced away from Bonnie.

"I know, Scarlette... About the kiss.." She whispered standing up from her knees, I stood up also and rose an eyebrow.

"How?"

"Earlier today, I saw... That was all the was flood your mind... And I assume, that's exactly why you ran so quickly out of the Salvatore's."

I nodded and glanced down at my shoes, "he didn't show a care in the world when I brought it up."

"Damon's strange... He tends to hide a lot of emotions... Most he wants to tell someone, but he's been neglected so much, he doesn't want to get hurt anymore."

"I know how he feels.." I muttered and sighed. "Can you bring me back to the house?" I asked.

"Of course."

We drove back to the house, my mind was racing as I approached the door, I opened the door and called out for Damon, with no response I sighed gently shutting the door behind me. Bonnie left and I set my stuff down against the door, "Damon!" I called again getting slightly annoyed at Damon's lack of presence.

"What!?" Damon called back and soon he came into view.

"I'm done." I threw my hands up the air.

"What?"

"I'm done, I'm done lying to myself. In done denying that I have been thinking about you, I'm done denying that I'm not hurt that you supposedly feel nothing about our kiss, and more so I'm done hiding my emotions. It's been screwing around with my head... One minute you're in New Orleans saving my life, and I don't know why you were there. Whether you were looking for me, or you were passing through. But you were there, and believe it or not, I wanted you to be there. I'm done, Damon. I'm not going to deny the feelings anymore... I..."

"Scarlette?" A voice made my words stop and my eyes widened, I glanced behind Damon and saw the man that was the only one who stood by my side throughout the years left alone, the only man who I had ever loved other than Damon.

"Marcel?" My eyes filled with tear and I seen his mouth break into a smile.

"Word got around in New Orleans about you.." He chuckled and moved towards me, i pull him into a tight hug and I feel his arm muscles flex around my torso.

"How the hell did you find me?" I asked slightly amazed by Marcel's skill in tracking me down.

"I have my ways.." He said as he pulled back from the hug. His smile made my heart leap and my emotions towards Damon had disappeared. "Why'd you choose Mystic Falls? Out of all places?" She rose an eyebrow at me. I shrugged gently,

"same reason I chose New Orleans years ago..."

"Okay, before I get even more annoyed, can you at least move your little session out of my house, please?"

I glare at Damon and Marcel chuckled at me, "hostile much?" He turned towards Damon and crossed his arm, Marcel's large build blocks my vision from Damon.

"Oh you haven't seen hostile yet, brother."

"Marcel, just c'mon... We can go for a walk.." I muttered and grasped Marcel's forearm knowing the tension in the room was rising. I heard Marcel mutter something under his breath before he turned towards the door and walked out. I looked at Damon and let out a sigh as our eyes meet,

"goodbye, Damon." I said before walking out the door after Marcel.

Authors Note*

Haii :) okay so again, I will be going back to every other day updates. Finally I'm caught up in school, volleyball season is over at my school so I will be updating more often + longer chapters! Promise! Uhm, another thing! I won't be following to much of The Originals anymore.. I love the storyline with everything I have, but I have a thousand ideas for this story you don't even know! So, it's kind of a free for all from here on out! Don't expect anything from The Originals or The Vampire Diaries cause all of the thoughts are going to be coming from my own brain... :) So Hayley and Klaus' baby is not the key to making hybrids in this... And Davina is still very much so living at the upstairs of the church and Klaus and Marcel still aren't friends anymore... Just to make that clear... Please vote and comment all of your thoughts! Share and tell your friends about this book of they love TVD... Please :) love you guys and thank you for the 4,900 reads!!!

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